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Chapter 168 Royal Hidden Veins (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)
Zheng Qingsong set off from Kyoto on June 28th and arrived in Guiyun Province on June 20th, which took more than [-] days.

However, he did not join Chen Ze, but went straight to Bailianzong.

He has only one goal, and that is to completely wipe out Bailianzong.

Outside of Bailian City, Zheng Qingsong stepped out of the car and looked at the majestic Bailian City.

"This is the first time for me to come to Bailian City." He said with a flat face.

Next to him, Yu Zhaobo said with a complicated expression: "It's also the first time for me."

"Hehe, do you regret that you didn't stop your daughter?" Zheng Qingsong laughed lightly, it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

"It's the humble minister who is not blessed." Yu Zhaobo said.

A golden light flashed in Zheng Qingsong's eyes, and he said, "When Bailianzong is eliminated, let your daughter be Ming'er's concubine."

Yu Zhaobo lowered his head, his face full of bitterness.

He knew that the impact of the divorce was not so easy to eliminate.

"The minister obeys the order."

Zheng Qingsong nodded slightly.

It was just a trivial matter, and he didn't take it too seriously.

The reason for doing this is not for other reasons, but because Yu Nanxi's resignation will damage the majesty of the royal family.

"Get ready, the siege will start in three days, and let me see if you are still the counselor of the Yu family back then."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Qingsong turned and walked into the barracks.

……

Shanhai County.

In the palace.

Zheng Ming looked at King Tang in front of him.

At this time, the originally heroic Tang Wang looked particularly embarrassed, with chains on his hands and feet, and his clothes were dirty and smelly.

Apparently Yuhuatian didn't treat the Tang king well.

"It seems that you are very unconvinced."

Zheng Ming looked at the angry Zheng Feng and said with a smile.

Zheng Feng looked at Zheng Ming viciously, and said, "Of course this king is not convinced."

When the two brothers met, there was no family affection at all, but it was full of enthusiasm.

"If you don't accept it, you won't accept it. If it weren't for the fact that we are brothers, this king would have sent you to see the King of Hades long ago." Zheng Ming leaned lazily on the chair.

In the past two years, Zheng Feng has caused him the most trouble, from the Tianlian Sect treasure house at the beginning, to the Lingyuan Mansion later, and rewards, Zheng Feng has caused him a lot of trouble.

In contrast, the other brothers only spent some money to reward him because they were too far away.

"Whoever is your brother, you are nothing but a waste." Zheng Feng said.

Zheng Ming turned to look at him and smiled.

"This king is useless? Then you were defeated by this king, aren't you even more useless than this king?"

"You!" Zheng Feng was extremely annoyed.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk to you, little Fuzi, arrange a house for him." Zheng Ming interrupted.

After all, he is still his brother, he is not cruel enough to kill him directly, so let's raise him first.

After Zheng Feng left, Yu Huatian asked, "Your Highness, what should we do with that Mo Huaqi?"

Zheng Ming said casually: "You can figure it out."

At most, Mo Huaqi was on the wrong team, there was no major crime, and it was not considered a grudge against him.

"By the way, how is the Governor's Mansion in Beishan Province now?" he asked.

Yu Huatian said: "General Li has already controlled the governor's mansion, Yu Yuanbo is very honest."

Zheng Ming pinched his chin and thought for a while, then said: "Send an order to Mr. Xin to go to the Governor's Mansion, and leave Lingyuan Mansion to Du Ruhui."

The way the system evaluates the sphere of influence is based on actual control, that is to say, it must be in his hands.

Although Li Rushan controlled the governor's mansion, he did not control the various prefectures and counties below.

The purpose of transferring Xin Qiji was to control the prefectures and counties, so that Beishan Province could provide him with luck.

As for the others, let's talk about the luck value first.

……

Time passed, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Outside Bailian City, the Son of Heaven's flag was fluttering in the wind, making a sound of hunting.

The drums beat, and the heavy trumpets sounded, shaking in the sky.

With 200,000 capital battalions and [-] forbidden troops surrounding the entire Bailian City, a chilling atmosphere filled the world.

Zheng Qingsong was wearing a dragon robe, standing on the chariot with a solemn expression.

It has always been his goal to conquer Bailianzong, and he has been looking forward to this day since he was not on the throne.

A whole more than 40 years.

This day is finally here.

His heart was full of excited trembling and crazy ferocity.

"Your Majesty, everything has been arranged, and we can attack the city." Yu Zhaobo walked up and said.

Zheng Qingsong looked at Bailian City and said, "Let's start."

"Here!"

Yuzhao Bo ran in the Daxuan army, shouting slogans loudly, countless flags waved, the army lined up, and with the sound of war drums and horns, slowly advanced towards Bailian City.

city ​​wall.

Gu Yuan and other Bailianzong elders looked at the approaching army with increasingly serious expressions.

Bailianzong is very strong, no one can doubt this,
But Bailianzong's weakness is also obvious, that is, it doesn't have too many troops.

The army of 30,000 warriors has been taken away by Zhou Li, and now there are less than [-] people in Bailian City.

Facing an enemy army ten times as large as his own, Bai Lianzong had a sense of crisis that was besieged from all sides.

When the war started, the entire Bailian City was surrounded by tragic scenes.

The majestic city wall turned into a meat grinder, frantically stirring the lives of thousands of warriors and soldiers.

The bright red blood stained the city walls, the earth, and even the sky was a little scarlet.

The soldiers of the Beijing camp carried siege equipment and brandished their weapons, desperately climbing up. The disciples of the Bailian Sect on the city wall were condescending, their swords stained with blood.

Layers of corpses were piled up under the city wall, and soldiers stepped on the corpses and continued to climb up.

A strong bloody smell permeated the entire Bailian City.

"Is Master not ready yet?" Gu Yuan asked softly.

"It should be soon." Song Yan replied solemnly.

……

In Bailian City.

Xin Yuanchen sat cross-legged in the main hall of the sect, his face was calm, as if the war outside the city had nothing to do with him.

Sitting next to him were six old men, all of whom had long pale hair and beards, all wearing loose white gowns, with their eyes slightly closed as if nothing had happened.

These six elders, together with Liang Yi, are what Xin Yuanchen spent more than 200 years accumulating for Bailianzong, and they are also the true core of Bailianzong.

No matter how many disciples of Bailianzong were killed or injured, Xin Yuanchen was still alive. As long as these disciples were still alive, Bailianzong would not be destroyed.

outside the hall.

Shen Ying lowered her head, looking at the sword in her hand.

The three-foot-long sword was filled with a hazy brilliance, like a hibiscus blooming beautifully and delicately.

This sword belonged to Xin Yuanchen, named Bailian.

Passed down in ancient times, inherited from the gods, experienced the baptism of thousands of years, and self-generated spirituality.

Shen Ying looked at the sword and felt an unspeakable impulse in her heart.

It seemed an honor to die by this sword.

Suddenly, he wanted to try the sword himself.

Unknowingly, his hand clenched the hilt of the sword.

"Cough, let's go."

suddenly.

Xin Yuanchen's voice sounded, and the old body stood up in the hall, old but not thin, but slender and straight.

He walked out of the hall slowly, followed by six disciples behind him.

"Shen Ying!"

Suddenly, he stopped in front of Shen Ying.

Shen Ying was slightly stunned, lowered her head and said, "Master!"

"sword!"

Shen Ying's heart trembled, and she slowly handed him the sword.

Xin Yuanchen took the sword and glanced at him, as if he felt that Shen Ying was a little strange today, but he didn't ask any more questions.

He thought that Shen Ying just liked this Bailian sword.

Since then.

Several people walked towards the city wall.

Shen Ying looked at their backs with complicated expressions on her face.

He doesn't know whether his choice is right or wrong, maybe there is no right or wrong.

……

At some point, the sky was filled with clouds as thick as lead dust.

The haze weighed heavily on Bailian City.

On the city wall, the fierce battle was still going on, and the blood flowed like a river, slowly flowing along the city wall, as if it wanted to flow into the Yunshang River.

The drums of war still did not stop, but became more and more intense.

Outside the city, in the army.

Zheng Qingsong stood on the chariot, staring at the tower ahead.

He was motionless, like a statue, not even the expression on his face changed at all.

suddenly.

His eyes blinked, and a faint golden light shot out.

"finally come."

He looked at the few figures that had just appeared on the tower, with an imperceptible sneer on the corner of his mouth.

And this moment.

Rear of the Praetorian Guard.

Wang Shouming, Ximen Chuixue, Ye Nanxin, Zheng Zimu and Zheng Zishan were waiting quietly.

"What are we waiting for?" Ye Nanxin asked, frowning slightly.

Zheng Zimu and Zheng Zishan glanced at him, but did not answer.

Wang Shouming said, "Waiting for the background of the royal family."

"The background of the royal family?" Ye Nanxin looked at Zheng Zimu and the two.

"Hehe, the background of the royal family is not limited to these two old things." Wang Shouming laughed.

"You are the old man." Zheng Zishan immediately replied.

Wang Shouming ignored him and continued: "The royal family is divided into Yinmai and Xianmai. Xianmai refers to the palaces and county palaces in the dynasty, while Yinmai is the royal family who lives in seclusion in the imperial mausoleum. Yinmai focuses on cultivation. , rarely born, so the world does not know."

"For example, the two of them have not left the imperial tomb for more than 40 years."

Ye Nanxin was surprised. It was the first time he heard about the hidden veins of the royal family, but considering that Bailianzong had hidden so many elders of the previous generation, it is not surprising that the royal family has hidden veins.

"Is the hidden vein very strong?" He asked curiously.

Wang Shouming nodded and said, "You will know soon."

At this moment, a cavalry galloped in the distance.

About more than 200 riders, wearing golden battle armor, holding a golden spear, galloping on horseback, full of momentum.

Ye Nanxin immediately felt a pressure rushing towards his face.

"Here we come!" Zheng Zimu said.

After the cavalry approached, they gradually slowed down and stopped in front of everyone.

"Third Master, Fourth Master!" The leading middle-aged man got off his horse and shouted to Zheng Zimu and Zheng Zishan.

Zheng Zishan nodded slightly and said, "Where's your father?"

"It's right behind." The middle-aged man said.

The cavalry moved out of the way, and a carriage slowly came from behind.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and the white-haired old man got out of the car with a kind smile on his face.

"I didn't expect the old man to go to the battlefield one day, hehe."

Zheng Ziming looked at the continuous army formation and said with a light smile.

"Brother, you are late, the old guys from Bailianzong have all appeared on the stage." Zheng Zimu said.

Zheng Ziming gave him a sideways glance and said, "Then what are you waiting for, go and meet those old friends."

"Brother, the three of us may not be able to beat the six of them." Zheng Zimu said.

Zheng Ziming said: "If we can't beat it, let's run away and let them all go and besiege that kid Zheng Qingsong."

When everyone heard the words, their heads were filled with black lines.

At your age, you can't speak harsh words.

"Brother, now is not the time to joke around." Zheng Zishan said.

Zheng Ziming leaned on crutches, walked forward, and said: "Let's go, the grievances between the royal family and Bailianzong should also be resolved."

Everyone stopped talking and followed him towards the front of the formation.

As they moved forward, the atmosphere in the room became more and more solemn.

What they will face next is a tough battle.

The difference in strength between the two sides is not small.

(End of this chapter)